Representing one jewel of brilliance in a collection of films which glow with the finesse, guile and vision of a cinematic pioneer, the crashes, bangs, and unending wallops of Buster Keaton's trials and tribulations in life, love and loss marked a tipping point in the evolution of visual artistry and remain as joyous today as they were nearly a century ago. The scope of restoration and collation of prints from all over the world on display in Buster Keaton: The Complete Short Films 1917-1923, released by Eureka Entertainment, is astounding. With what superlatives can we describe this compendium of one of cinemas true visionaries? And how to fully convey the whimsy, humour, technical invention and sheer splendour of over twelve hours of Buster Keaton's early work? Brought up as part of a family of travelling performers, the influence of music hall and vaudeville theatre is immediately apparent as he begins life on screen under the tutelage of fellow Kansas man Roscoe "Fatty" Arbuckle.
Actor-director collaborations are by no means a modern phenomenon and in The Butcher Boy and The Rough House (both 1917) Keaton plays second fiddle to his rotund superior but the supporting actor's boyish charm shines through from the off. Without pausing for breath the visual tricks and knockabout comedy comes thick and fast and never lets up. All manner of objects are thrown, causing much hilarity, and frantic movement (drop kicks and smacks to the face by the dozen) and fantastically exaggerated reactions sees characters spend as much time on their backside as upright. Witnessing the birth of slapstick first hand, its many influences can be seen on all that has followed. A remarkable command of framing and editing keeps the havoc in check, and matches on action seamlessly paired, demonstrating just what master craftsmen Arbuckle and Keaton were as well as such gifted entertainers.
In His Wedding Night, Arbuckle's nephew Al St. John again appears as a love rival and complicated triangles of affection are a recurring motif. It is a tale as old as time but the wooing of a girl is at the centre of most of these early pieces and would continue after Keaton and Arbuckle parted ways: the latter became involved in a scandal of rape and murder in 1921 for which he was latterly acquitted, long after his career had perished. Buster modelling a wedding dress in this short is a sign of things to come as both men will frequently appear in drag. Costume is a key element to mistaken identities, the interaction of male and female roles and a consequent portion of the humour - most particularly when Buster and Fatty rather fall for one another in Good Night Nurse. Ignorance is not bliss for Keaton but his deadpan expression and persistent bemusement aligns with truly hapless luck for our viewing delight. As was also the case for Chaplin, Buster is perennially penniless and must make his fortune to win the girl of this dreams or as in Coney Island, merely a few cents to take her onto the peer. Buster and Fatty are swiftly distracted by young ladies passing by.
While each short has a coherent narrative, it is often moments of utter brilliance that will stick in the memory: Buster breathing onto an invisible pane of glass from inside a telephone box before leaning out to clean the other side, and later oiling his horse's joints, in The Bell Boy; "Our film is only a two reel short" says a self-aware text box in Moonshine before a cameraman's hand conceals the bath time modesty of Buster's wife in One Week; a lesson in spaghetti-eating in The Cook; casually replacing a policeman's gun with a banana in The High Sign to show of his calamitous shooting skills; the absurdity of hundreds of policemen chasing one man in Cops. Though often waking from a dream, having witnessed his own demise, the evolution of expression and thought towards the more moribund marks a change in Keaton's oeuvre - much undertaken with the assistance of co-writer-director Eddie Cline. It's a testament to Keaton's wicked sensibilities and peerless comic capability that death and suicide are unable to stunt our enjoyment of his work.
Matthew Anderson | @behind_theseens